Age: 15 - but I'm still on the first of my nine lives.
Killer Style: I purrfer fashions that accentuate my natural feline grace while adding just enough spikiness in my accessories to say, "I don't come when I'm called."
Freaky Flaw: Purrhaps I could be faulted for my fascination with the claw of cause and effect...or not. I suppose it all depends on whether или not you're the monster being affected.
Pet: Sweet Fangs is my pet sabre-tooth tiger cub. She's much еще cuddly than I am.
Favorite Activity: It's either taking a nap или waking up from a nap and immediately taking another one.
Biggest Pet Peeve: I don't like being rubbed the wrong way.
Fav School Subject: Drama. My ability to purrfectly mimic another monster's voice или accent makes this the purrfect class for me,
Least Fav Subject: Math. It brings back unpleasant memories.
Favorite Color: Orange.
Favorite Food: молоко shakes and Anchovies. Separately, not mixed together.
BFFs: Meowlody and Purrsephone
me, kim reaper
Introduction- Piera Goyle
As Piera Goyle walked in to the halls of Monster High, she got many admiring eyes from other students, especially Holt Hyde.
Holt walked up to the tall gargoyle. "YOOOOOOOOO! I'LL CARRY YOUR BAGS FOR YA!" He loudly offered.
"Oh, thank Ты for offering, but I can handle it. I am Piera Goyle." Piera said, smiling. She adjusted her black beret.
"I'M HOLT HYDE YO!" Holt smiled.
Piera flipped her magenta hair. "I je sais de vous! Ты are that fangtastique DJ!" She smiled,
"YUP! THAT'S MEEEEEEEEEEE!" Holt yelled, leaning against the wall.
They have a nice conversation for a while.
As Piera Goyle walked in to the halls of Monster High, she got many admiring eyes from other students, especially Holt Hyde.
Holt walked up to the tall gargoyle. "YOOOOOOOOO! I'LL CARRY YOUR BAGS FOR YA!" He loudly offered.
"Oh, thank Ты for offering, but I can handle it. I am Piera Goyle." Piera said, smiling. She adjusted her black beret.
"I'M HOLT HYDE YO!" Holt smiled.
Piera flipped her magenta hair. "I je sais de vous! Ты are that fangtastique DJ!" She smiled,
"YUP! THAT'S MEEEEEEEEEEE!" Holt yelled, leaning against the wall.
They have a nice conversation for a while.
